What we got to do is to make up a bed for him--if he wants to lay down or anything." "Make up a what for him ?" Sam echoed, dumfounded.

"What you talkin' about?
How can--" "Sawdust," Penrod said.

"That's the way the horse we used to have used to have it.

We'll make this horse's bed in the other stall, and then he can go in there and lay down whenever he wants to." "How we goin' to do it ?" "Look, Sam; there's the hole into the sawdust-box! All you got to do is walk in there with the shovel, stick the shovel in the hole till it gets full of sawdust, and then sprinkle it around on the empty stall." "All _I_ got to do!" Sam cried.

"What are you goin' to do ?" "I'm goin' to be right here," Penrod answered reassuringly.